Marjorie hummed softly to herself as she walked past me and out of the bedroom.The moment I thought she had left, I tugged at the chains that bound me... securely to the bed, trying to escape but knew it was impossible.Marjorie returned with a roll kitchen plastic cling wrap and smiled evilly at me.I tried to talk, to ask her what she was doing but the gag effectively muffled my pleas.‘Serena told me about this,’ Marjorie said calmly as she tore off a section of the plastic film. ‘She’s such a. " he snapped back. I looked back and nodded and decided to look at some lower priced items. I picked out a blouse and a cute pair of shorts. Robert paid for them and we started walking to another store. Then, he led me inside a Louis Vuitton store. "Do you like this bag?" he asked. "Oh yes, of course. But Robert, I really can't, I'm not..." I couldn't finish as he cut me off. He beckoned for the store clerk to pack one up. We ended up going to a nearby restaurant for lunch. After lunch, he. Lizwas out, spending the night at a friends place and I had the house all tomyself. I headed to up to my sisters room to see what I might find. Ifound myself not to be disappointed. Discarded in the corner of her roomwas the treasure that awaited me. I found a lace white bra, some niceshiny panties, ankle socks, a white blouse, a light blue pleated skirt andnot far away a pair of black low heel pumps with the cute bows on thefront. I was hoping for a pair of nylons or tights but neither weren't. Mabel and Janet had dropped the purse and handbag on the ground a few steps away and started to deny the accusations, but when they saw Emma and Cathy walking quickly towards them their resistance stopped and they stood still, blushing, looking at the floor.Emma took control as soon as she got to the group. “What’s going on?” she demanded.One of the women, Alice, explained, “Well, your two grannies just walked past us and picked up my purse and Lucy’s handbag, and walked off. What were they.